I'd be so grateful. Please!"
"How does it go on?"
"It goes on—
'Our dream has been too sweet to let you
Remember that I spoke a lie.'"
"Oh yes," she said, coming forward. She hummed. "Let me see!—
'I know the years will crowd above you,
I know despair must fade away;
But here and now I know I love you,
I love you—and we part—to-day.'
Is that it?"
"That's it; and then there's what I was playing—
'To-day, to-day our dream is over,
To-day the waking, cold and grey.'"
She nodded; "Yes, yes—